I drew the blankets over my head and tried to think of Christmas. But the grey face still followed me. It murmured, and I understood that it desired to confess something. I felt my soul receding into some pleasant and vicious region; and there again I found it waiting for me.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
---|---|---|---|
43583 | 2019-09-20 15:07:27 | 147.44 | 99% |
43518 | 2019-09-19 08:49:27 | 132.05 | 98% |
41966 | 2019-08-14 07:43:50 | 147.28 | 99% |
41662 | 2019-07-19 12:00:51 | 148.18 | 98% |
34563 | 2019-05-07 19:11:03 | 156.87 | 100% |
30367 | 2018-08-30 16:02:36 | 128.61 | 99% |
25415 | 2018-02-27 20:26:46 | 146.21 | 99% |
20467 | 2017-07-21 13:06:48 | 137.15 | 100% |
19062 | 2017-05-28 12:17:11 | 122.63 | 94% |
18836 | 2017-05-27 03:37:23 | 135.42 | 99% |
15272 | 2017-03-04 00:19:08 | 123.03 | 97% |
9643 | 2017-01-18 10:03:47 | 116.81 | 96% |
9128 | 2017-01-10 06:12:31 | 112.73 | 95% |
8565 | 2017-01-07 04:25:05 | 88.69 | 91% |
6463 | 2016-12-27 00:59:15 | 99.19 | 92% |
4436 | 2016-12-14 04:06:35 | 102.61 | 96% |
2756 | 2016-12-02 05:41:45 | 91.53 | 91% |
2181 | 2016-11-09 10:34:46 | 94.86 | 98% |
1566 | 2016-11-04 16:20:08 | 87.24 | 96% |
677 | 2016-08-16 21:07:15 | 63.72 | 94% |